NOTE: One hour of general CLE credit is available. There is no attendance fee and complimentary parking will be provided.

Step 2: My Old Boss finds himself inexorably compelled by the phrase “There is no attendance fee” to invite his entire firm to dine in his regal presence.* (They can go back and work after the show, after all.) Even a law clerk is invited (only one – the other one needs to stay behind and reduce the secretaries’ workload by doing his own typing after hours.)

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Avoid former employees who loathe you as you loathe them.

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Step 4: M.O.B. sits with his scion at the imperial potentates table. Lesser mortals from M.O.B.’s firm attempt to sit at my table, but are whisked away by scion to a table more befitting their intermediate caste. CLE hotties join Jack and me. Karma continues to shine on me a little.

Me: Scion! Buddy! How you doin’? M.O.B., you motherfu —M.O.B.(on autopilot): —How are you? Good to see you! How about those women? That one is – Which one do you like?

Scion hurriedly shuffles M.O.B. off to waiting car, before the awfulness of recognizing me happens.

Step 9: M.O.B. is gone. Chicks are gone. The bar is still here. I am somehow able to adapt.

Me: Mmmm, beer.Ritz Carlton: WTF? Sir. Seriously. Please drag your drunken ass out of our fountain. No. Sir, you CANNOT sleep on the hood of that Bentley. Yes, sir, it probably is warm like that one chick’s… Sir, we have an irrigation system to take care of that…